Online Ojek Driver That Turns Out to be a Ceo
Chapters. 2. Gembal Gembal

'Oh Allah! Which is really!' No doubt, Zahra who has a dimple on one of his cheeks was grumbling in the heart. Even though in reality he did not have the heart to let the driver push his motorbike alone.

Not yet, Zahra had opened her mouth to say something. Ghazali spoke again. "Please, Ma'am. I'll pay fifty percent off, fair right? Anyway, um, Mama would like ... if I live alone here? Sepi you know this," said Ghazali, gave a choice which both equally complicate the customer.

"Yes, I'm helping you again. Not far away, are you?" sahut, Zahra resigned. After, how else. He continued to cluck in his heart while holding the back of the bike, and kept pushing it.

"Ck, you're using everything, Met ... The comet! Kasian is the Mama. Where is sakep .. clear .. ouhai that, so the cave tell you to push! So dryness is tuh. Where is the middle of the day gini, you're the badass, Met!" ghazali's nagging at inanimate objects that are currently completely inanimate state.

Zahra just rolled her eyeballs lazily hearing the driver nagging at his own bike. Though this is all clearly his fault that is not concerned with the state of his own vehicle.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, so it's hot. Though from the morning, I have brought passengers, but the Comet is fine. What ... mentang-matang naek saucy times huh? The Comet is groggy," the drum is crisp. Making, Zahra increasingly bend his face annoyed. Ghazali smiled bitterly, putting on an unpleasant expression.

Looks like the woman behind him she can't dig up.

"Really? This morning, very smoothly. Uh, now ... It's my turn to bring a cute girl, she's a badass," added Ghazali. For some reason today with Zahra he seems to be talking so much. Although he knew that Zahra's expression already showed that the girl was upset with him.

" Don't get me, Bang. Not too bad either," said Zahra with an upset tone bin juteknya. Zahra is indeed a woman who is not easily seduced and will not shed just because of praise from men.

The customer is not upset. Already hot in broad daylight, can crispy rumble. His intention was to quickly get home, so Zahra ordered an ojek online. Who would have thought, he even got apes told to push the motor on the street lane slightly uphill.

"It's still far away, Bang? I, tired of thisih, just came home from the factory and got pushed by the motor, heavy again!" zahra protests that began to feel thirsty and charred on the skin of her face.

Zahra, temporarily stopping her thrusting, then she was seen fanning her face with the palm of her hand.

"That's okay, Ma'am. Five meters ahead" replied Ghazali with a sweet smile. He also felt sorry for Zahra. The sweet-faced girl with shady eyes, burned by the afternoon sun because of the condition of her vehicle that relapsed in pain.

Soon they arrived at their destination.

"Where, Bang? Was it the motorbike?" tanya, Zahra the girl in a covered dress began to rile. Because he saw a lot of chat message notifications from his sister. Especially when the voice note that he opened tells the state of the mother at this time.

"Hopefully, yes, Ma'am. But, this is what I want to check," replied Ghazali, wiping his sweat.

At first glance, Zahra noticed the driver's appearance. With short straight hair, as well as a fairly high stature. A jacket that has faded color is matched with levis belel pants, and a pair of shoes that can be said to be moustache.

However, if only a little tidy, then the face of this man is quite also. A sharp nose, firm eyes, thick eyebrows and lips that are slightly blackish due to smoking, but can still be said to be quite sexy.

'Haish. Why are all these eyes paying attention to him anyway? Keep your eyes, Zahra, remember your limits.

Because the best men and women are the ones who keep their eyes from the opposite sex.

"Sorry yes, Ma'am, be patient. Women who are patient later can be more sweet, you know," persuaded Ghazali.

Making, the young girl dimpled it, just grunted softly, and then snorted.

Ghazali is seen preparing to start his motor starter and ...

"Alhamdulillah, flame, Ma'am!" ghazali exclaimed with gratitude. When the engine sounds loud again.

"Ready, Ma'am" he said while wearing his helmet. And, Ghazali again drove with confidence on a bike that has recovered. He knew that the passenger was in a ruffled mood and had to hunt for time.

'Patience, yes, bun. Zahra, we'll be home soon. May this time travel smoothly without any more obstacles.'

Long story short, the sweet girl who was bullied by Ghazali had arrived in front of his home alley. And, he immediately got off the motorbike, then handed the fare to the driver. He deliberately stopped here because the alley to his house was very narrow.

" The mother, do not have to pay," Ghazali refused by pushing Zahra's hand plan that put green sheet money on him.

"Lho, right, his brother said, I pay half the price .. why now even be free? " tanya, Zahra, is confused by the hand that is still in a state of making money.

"Way the wages from the motor drive!" Ghazali smiled so widely, that he revealed his flat front teeth.

"It can't be that, Bang. The deal was, I got a discount for helping push!" reject Zahra. However, it does not reach the heart if it is free. Drivers, too, need gasoline and a meal.

"Truly, Ma'am, because all my mistakes, travel time is also a ngaret," he explained again straightforwardly refusing to return the money from Zahra.

" Sir, no cancel order only I feel very helped. Simply love five stars, and do not comment disappointed, it is so, " said Ghazali earnestly this time, even his face was so visible.

"Yes .. already. His brother sincerely, I am also sincere, let us be both ridho!" she said with a thin smile.

However, Ghazali realized it.

And ...

NYHES!

It feels like there is ice water entering through a dry throat.

Cool ... It was a sudden sensation, Ghazali felt.

It feels like drinking mountain mineral water that is sweet.

At least give a little taste to Ghazali's bland and even bitter life. He must now fight with fate in order to survive.

Although it did not take long for him to adapt to the rigors of living on the streets. Not a problem, even though it can only contract one room boarding fairly stuffy and narrow.

The real difference came to the range of three hundred and sixty degrees with life in his past. At least, Ghazali now felt calmer without pressure.

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"So long time! Mother vomited again. Brother Zahra ...," muttered the little boy worried, until he walked back and forth in front of the porch of his house while occasionally looking at the street.

...Seriate...